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My First Love

I was but four years old, the very first time I had fallen in love if one could call it that. This girl had the biggest impact on my life, more than probably anyone else with whom I crossed paths, aside from Jesus Christ.

Only those very close to me know this fact and many others assume, that my first love was a girl two years my junior whom I met in September of 1994 and lived up the street from me. I was with her from ages seven to nine.

The reality is, I met my first love some time early in 1991.

It was while attending a church nursery and/or preschool in the railroad town of Schriever, Louisiana.

This was a very rough time in my life, but this girl was so sweet to me, that I couldn’t help but fall for her, even though I was so young.

The reason why my life was rough at this time is that my brother and sister were infants and my parents didn’t have much time for me. I guess I took this hard because before this I was an only child. The other reason is that someone tied to my family was frequently beating the living daylights out of me. I have since forgiven him for beating me and am only bringing it up in this piece because it contributed to this traumatic part of my childhood. I was also special needs but no one at the time realized it.

I was sent to this church every Monday and Tuesday so I could interact with children around my age. To tell the truth, I hated going there, even though it was the only place I saw her.

She and I were always the first two children to arrive in the morning, so that is how we grew “close.”

There was also something about her, even though she was maybe only a little older than me, that she could tell when I was in distress and always had a way of comforting me.

There was even a time I happened to see the man who was beating me while being driven to that preschool and had my first of many panic attacks as a result.

When I arrived, Kristen saw that I was upset and somehow, she managed to calm me down.

There were numerous other times as well when she comforted me, though the only phrase I ever remember her saying is “Don’t worry.”

I ended up falling for her because of her kind heart, but also I thought she was beautiful.

She had porcelain skin, brown eyes, and light brown hair.

She frequently wore either blue and pink dresses. I don’t think I ever remember seeing her wear pants or shorts, which makes me wonder if she was raised in the United Pentecostal Church International or a fragmented church with similar doctrine. This church, by the way, was not UPCI or a non-denominational/fragmented church. Some of those churches strictly enforce dress codes, especially for women and girls, and also frequently teach their members to be reclusive from society and could be the reason why I have not seen her again.

Then in July of 1991, I would be taken out of the church preschool. Unfortunately, I would attend a far worse place for the next nearly ten years.

I remember the day I left very well. She crawled up to hug me goodbye, but I turned her down for fear of being teased.

That probably hurt her feelings immensely and I still regret it almost 30 years later at the time of writing this.

This was one of the worst mistakes of my life and if I had my life to live over, I would somehow have found a way to stay in touch with her, knowing what I know now.

To my knowledge, I’ve never seen her again.

The one time I think I might have seen her was on Easter Sunday, April 11, 2004, at the Wal-Mart in Thibodaux, Louisiana, but this is strictly speculation.

Since 2001, I’ve been trying to locate her and over the years I have asked hundreds if not thousands of women and girls with her first name if they were indeed her. None of them have ever told me “yes.” Many of them never replied, to begin with. Unfortunately a few have blocked me, for nothing more than asking an honest and harmless question. I feel as if people have become extremely block happy in recent years.

In 2004 and 2005, I went back to that church to look for her and did come across a couple of classmates since then but none of them remember her. Pay close attention to that fact!

Because her first name is Kristen, that means there are numerous methods to spell it and I am nowhere near sure of the exact spelling. This on top of not knowing her middle or last name nor even what year she was born in has made locating her all the more difficult.

This is the first time I am 100% public about this very personal story in my life, previously, I’ve only told people whom I deeply trust and I’ve gotten mixed reactions ranging from them thinking I am delusional to them thinking that she and I are indeed meant to be and to not give up on finding her one day.

While I was going through a divorce, I had renewed efforts in trying to locate her.

My main fear is that with me going public with this personal story, there will be some imposters that show up, which is why I have left out the details of exactly which church in Schriever, Louisiana, I met her at or the names of the teachers and other classmates, all of which I vividly remember.

I’ve come across several other classmates from that preschool and nursery, over the years, but the most shocking thing is none of them remember her at all.

I know some would maybe think that she was an angel that only I or maybe a few others could see.

The only reason why I wonder whether or not she’s an angelic being that only I could see is that I remember the teacher saying her name.

BOMBSHELL: She is the truest reason why I decided to start writing back on April 10, 2003. I used my memories of Kristen for most of my inspiration in my early days of writing.

There had been other women and girls who had inspired me to create characters and there had been some young ladies who reminded me of characters I created.

Unfortunately, I got into a relationship with a young woman which resulted in marriage and then ultimately divorce. The relationship lasted from 2007 to 2018.

Around 2014, I started searching for Kristen again, but to no avail. In that year, I also started writing stories again with her as my inspiration. Several of them are up on my blog.

In the latter parts of 2018, I stopped searching altogether, because I had entered into a very loving and stable relationship with a young lady that looked like a younger yet grown-up version of Kristen. Also, I took the fact that she was born in 1991 as a sign that she was the one. Unfortunately, on December 4/5, 2019, she called it quits on me. I was crushed but am finally starting to heal from it. I had gotten into a few brief relationships since but I always ended them for one reason or another.

A certain part of me wants to find her and find out whatever happened to her. Then my delusional self would either try to get to know her and maybe we could fall in love again or at least find out where she is now and let her know the impact she had on my life because it is a tremendous one, then wish her the best. I’ve also come to terms that she could be deceased and if that is the case, I want to visit her burial site and pay great homage and reverence to her. If she is still alive, romantically available and we meet again and get to know each other, physical features such as her size or facial beauty will not matter to me. Almost everyone who knows me knows that I am only attracted to plus-sized and/or super-sized women with pretty faces, but for her, I would try to pursue her no matter what she looked like. Also, nothing in her past would matter to me either, I would take her for who she is because I would remember how kind to me she was back then. For her, I could relax just about all of my standards. I do realize though that this is just a fantasy and that I need to move on.

Since 2014, I have been mentally creating stories of her and I together again after she helps me make a daring escape from some terrible people that had me captive. Because 2021 is the thirtieth anniversary of her and I meet, I may write down some of these stories. By the way, in my mind, they always took place in the year 2021! Possibly stay tuned. There is only one I wrote and did so in February of 2018.

Just for the record, I no longer think she and I are meant to be. The Lord has been showing me what my future spouse will be like and, she is similar in some ways but younger and nowhere near as maternal (for lack of a better word) towards me, though still very loving and affectionate. Also, with me being the male sex, God expects me to do [most of] the protecting and comforting not the other way around, so this is probably the main reason why he hasn’t allowed me to find her, assuming she is not an angel. At the risk of sounding unpopular, God indeed has established certain gender roles! Don’t shoot the messenger…

That’s all I have, for now, thank you for taking the time to read.

Back to “Personal Reflections”

17th Century Love-Written June 2003

Disclaimer:
I was not yet a Christian when I initially wrote this story in the Summer of 2003. This may seem like an attack on Puritans, which it somewhat is. I wasn’t attacking them for their faith in Christ, however, but rather for their extremely uptight, narrow-minded and boring lifestyle. It just seemed so unromantic to me at the time. Actually, it still does to this day, but I have a better understanding and appreciation of them.

This story takes place in 17th century New England. As most of you know already, society in this part of the world at this time was extremely strict…My couple in this story is young and in love and eventually on the run from the short tempered Puritan people. Their names are Everett Carlton, a twenty-one-year-old sailor, and Kimberly Brooks a seventeen-year-old maiden.
Everett Carlton had just gotten off the ship and arrived at the docks. He walked into town and made it to the center of the town square. Hungry and thirsty he was looking for a tavern. He was now in the center of town and not paying attention to where he was walking. Suddenly, he bumped into a young lady. "Pardon me, Miss," Everett said bashfully. She looked at him, then smiled as she said, "You're pardoned." They stared at each other awkwardly, then smiled. "Do you know any place I could get some meat and rum? I just got off the boat and I'm not familiar with this town." The young lady smiled and said "There aren't any taverns here, but there is the market. You could buy some rum and meat there." Everett said "Thanks. My name is Everett Carlton, by the way. I am a sailor and I just got in from the West Indies." "I'm Kimberly Brooks," The young lady said blissfully. She then asked, "Are you going to be in town for awhile?" "I'm staying here just for the night then my ship leaves tomorrow unless of course, the constable puts me in those stocks." "What could someone like you do to warrant such a thing?" "Oh, I don't know. Just being myself, I guess. I don't attend church like I should and I get a little loud when drinking too much rum." "Well, you seem like a kind person and I know you don't deserve to go into the stocks. After you buy your food and drink, I know a place you can stay where you can get as loud as you want and no one will hear you. I go to very often, actually." "Where is this place?" Everett inquired. "It is a secret strip of shoreline that no one knows about except me, I run there and hide whenever my father gets angry with me." "After I get my food and drink, let's go there." "I was on my way there anyway because I just got beaten for not sewing the tablecloth completely." "Your father seems like a real prize," Everett said sarcastically. "He's awful but I have nowhere to go and he doesn't let me talk to any man. He would be furious if he saw me with you right now, actually." They walked into the market together where Everett purchased some rum, bread, and sausages. After he paid the market clerk, they walked to the secret place, arriving just as the sun began to set. They sat down on the sands, ate their food and drank a little rum, as Kimberly asked Everett, "Isn't this place great?" "'Tis." "Come here whenever you need to hide from someone." "Thank you for showing me. That is very kind of you." Awkwardly, Everett rested his head in Kimberly's lap and smiled at each other. Suddenly, they heard the shouts of an angry middle-aged man, Mr. Sanford Brooks, Kimberly's father, "Kimberly get home right now! Get home right now or there will be a beating waiting for you." She began to tremble. "Don't go!" Everett said, "I'll protect you from your tyrant of a father." Kimberly asked with great concern, "Are you sure? I mean he has a very brutal temper." She then showed him a bruise he gave her from a previous beating. Everett said, "Yes I'm sure, there is no reason a sweet and beautiful girl like you deserves that sort of ill treatment." "You're so brave, and you're so kind! Where have you been all my life?" With that, she kissed him. Everett kissed her in return with intense passion. They began to lovingly caress each other in the sunset of the evening. It was now total darkness and they continued to hide, falling asleep in each others' arms. It was now dawn and they were wakened up by the talking and shouting of several men, "She's got to be around here somewhere-I've been hunting for her all night." "We've got to get out of here!" Kimberly said urgently. "We can go to the ship I'm stationed on-that is if you'd be willing to run away with me. It leaves in a few hours anyway." Kimberly said, "You treat me so kindly, unlike my father, so yes, I'll run away with you." "Well we have to make our move now, the ship leaves soon." Kimberly nodded then, hand in hand, they hurriedly stepped out of their hiding place and began to run for the docks, but were caught. "Get away from my daughter!" Mr. Brooks angrily exclaimed. Everett just held her even more tightly. "I'm warning you!" Mr. Brooks said drawing a flint-lock pistol. In total distress, Kimberly pleaded and begged, "Father no dont hurt him-I love him." "Dont you dare tell me what to do, you good for nothing, little witch!" Mr. Brooks walked up closer to them and held the pistol to Everett's face. "Unless you want me to blow your head off your shoulders, you keep away from my daughter from now on." Quickly and bravely, Everett kicked it out of his hand, then shouted, "Let's get out of here while we still can, Kimberly." Both started running for the ship. Mr. Brooks picked up his gun and fired at them. The projectile barely grazed Everett' left leg. Kimberly shouted, "Please dont die, Everett! Can you make it?" He looked at his leg and said, "Yes I think I will, it's just a little scratch. I've been through worse on the high seas." They kept running and finally made it to the ship and then went below deck. Kimberly tore off a piece of her slip and wrapped it around his wound. As she tended to Everett, he told her, "Just so you know, Kimberly, I love you too!" Passionately they rubbed each others' faces and shared a kiss. The rest of the crew was readying the ship for departure as a wind was blowing towards the ocean. They quickly began to set sail as the town constable was preparing the harbor's cannon. He aimed it at the ship but it did not fire because the powder was miraculously wet. The ship began to make it out of the harbor and soon a course was plotted for the West Indies. Everett and Kimberly were wed on an island in the West Indies and purchased a home there, meanwhile, the New England town was washed out to sea by a hurricane that drowned Mr. Brooks and the town constable...

Back to “Original Stories From 2003”

Reunion and Tragedy-Written May 2003

Between late May and late July of 2003…
This story starts off with a sixteen-year-old boy named Marshall Elks. He and his mom are preparing to have visitors at their house: A woman, Miss Rayne and her daughter Elizabeth Rayne who was about seventeen. Marshall and Elizabeth were close friends as young children, though they were quite shy of each other. Unfortunately, they became separated many years ago.

Now that you have the background to the story, (look at me I broke the fourth wall) I will bring you into the plot already in progress:

“Marshall, you remember Elizabeth Rayne, right?”

“Of course I do. I think about her every day.”

“How would you feel if I told you that she was coming to visit us?”

“I would be overjoyed!”

“Well, she and her mother will be here in about two hours.”

“You’re joking, right?”

“Nope. Serious as a heart attack.”

“Then I’ll get ready.”

“Good idea, Marshall.”

With that, he went into the bathroom where he scrubbed his body and hair, then shaved. Afterward, he brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth.

Marshall wanted to appear as neat as possible for Elizabeth, as he had feelings for her those many years ago. In actuality, those feelings had never left him, but instead multiplied and strengthened. His only hope was that somehow, even after these twelve long years, Elizabeth would feel the same way.

He paced the floors nervously, awaiting Elizabeth’s arrival. Finally, he heard the minivan pull up and saw Elizabeth stepping out of it with her mom. Marshall watched them through the transom as they walked to the door, then rang the bell. Immediately he opened the door and beheld Elizabeth face to face.

He choked up and blushed but then regained his composure as he spoke to her, “”I’ve been wanting so badly to see you again for such a long time.”

Elizabeth smiled from ear to ear and giggled, then embraced him.

Marshall continued, “Do you even remember me?”

Elizabeth hugged him tighter, then looked into his eyes as she said, “I’ve thought about you every single day since we last saw each other. I’ve missed you so much. If only you knew.”

Marshall smiled, and said, “I am elated that we have this chance to meet again!”
He hugged her once more and then they came inside.

The two mothers began talking.

Mrs. Elks asked Ms. Rayne, ““So what brings you back out here?”

“I got behind on my rent and we were eventually evicted. So we loaded up my van with what we could take and headed back east. I called you on my cell phone but I didn’t want to say we were homeless over the phone.”

“Don’t worry you can stay here as long as you like. I don’t think Marshall would mind.”

“I don’t think Elizabeth would mind either, look how gaga they are over each other. However, I am a little concerned since I’m a single parent and I hope they don’t make the same mistakes as me.”

“I think if they did, they would stick with each other, they’re so much in love. If you would have seen their faces. And furthermore, I’m now a widow. Barry’s death left a huge void in my life.”

“Barry was indeed a good man. What happened?”

“His passionate temper got the best of him and he stroked out. As much as he had that temper, though he was always good as gold to me and Marshall.”

…So…

After a long drive and a tiring day, Ms. Rayne and her daughter Elizabeth unpacked their few items and settled in at the Elks’ house.

They each took a sofa in the living room and Marshall went lay down in his bed. He tried to sleep, but couldn’t. He was much too excited that the girl he had feelings for so long was finally under the same roof as him. He grabbed his Energizer Find Me flashlight, walked out of his room and saw Elizabeth laying down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling. The yellowish-white glow from Marshall’s flashlight frightened her briefly, but then she smiled from ear to ear when she realized it was him.

“Would it be all right if you came to my room?” Marshall asked with slight nervousness.

Elizabeth brightly beamed and nodded, then hand in hand they walked to his room.

They sat on his bed, awkwardly, but then Marshall spoke, ““Elizabeth, you’re just as sweet as I remember and even more beautiful now that you’re a young lady. I’ve been in love ever since we met as children, I just didn’t realize it until after you left. I want you to be by my side now and forever. And my only hope is that we’ll never be away from each other again.”

Elizabeth held Marshall’s hands and pulled his head into her breasts as she spoke, “I too had feelings for you back then. I thought we would always be near each other and grow up together. I was crushed when I had to move far away. But, now, we have a chance to be together again. I cannot promise that we’ll never be away from each other again, but I definitely want to cuddle with me throughout the night and every night afterward if at all possible.”

Their lips met, guided by the glow of Marshall’s flashlight.

After sharing that very sweet kiss, they lovingly held each other close and talked into the night. At sunrise, Elizabeth returned to the sofa without either mothers’ detection.

The next day, Mrs. Elks woke Marshall up and said, “”Miss Rayne and I are going shopping. I want you to take Elizabeth to the park and show her a good time.”

He nodded.

Elizabeth was already up and she winked at Marshall.

The two mothers left the house.

Marshall and Elizabeth got ready.

“We can take my old Buick Regal to the park.”

They walked out of the house and began to lean against Marshall’s car and lovingly caress each other until they were confronted by Marshall’s bullying neighbor, Boyd Bachmann.

“Stop that word I no longer use in my writing right now!” He shouted at them.

“Just ignore him,” Marshall whispered in Elizabeth’s ear.

She nodded and they continued to engage in their passionate affections.

Boyd came back with a long broomstick and shouted, “If y’all don’t knock it off right now, I’m going to take this stick and beat both of your words I no longer use in my writing!”

“This is none of your business, Boyd, go home!” Marshall shouted.

Boyd replied, “Marshall, I beat your word I no longer use in my writing when you were a little boy and I’m not afraid to do it again.”

“I’ll call the cops if you touch him,” Elizabeth said.

“I know the sheriff; his men won’t touch me. Furthermore, I’ll tell any deputies that come here what you and Marshall were doing in that house.”

“But we didn’t do anything wrong in there,” Elizabeth protested.

“It’s my word against yours and my word speaks louder because I am a working, tax-paying, property-owning, contributing member of society and y’all are just teenage punks and your mothers are on government assistance!”

Marshall gave half the peace sign to Boyd.

“Did you just flip me off you little word I no longer use in my writing?”

Marshall said, “Yes I did flip you off.”

Boyd then struck Marshall across his back with the broomstick.

“That’ll make y’all stop. Y’all think that y’all can act like dogs in heat, but it’s not going to happen while I’m around. And I’m going to beat both of your words I no longer use in my writing again if y’all talk back.”

“Well word I no longer use in my writing you, Boyd,” Marshall said.

Boyd punched Marshall in the face, knocking him to the cement, then struck him several times with his broomstick.

“Now, I’m going call the cops on both of you,” Boyd said, then walked back to his house.

Elizabeth said in distress, “Come, on Marshall, let’s get out of here.”

“Can you drive us, Elizabeth? I’m hurt.” Marshall asked.

She nodded and they stepped into Marshall’s Buick and started it.

They drove off but then Marshall saw Boyd’s truck in passenger-side mirror. He began to shake with anxiety.

“I love you so much, Marshall!” Elizabeth looked at him and said, beaming.

“I love you too…” Marshall replied as his voice trembled at the sight of Boyd following them.

Elizabeth saw his distressed appearance and asked, “What’s the matter?

“That good for nothing Boyd Bachmann is following us.”

“Should I tap your brakes?” Elizabeth asked.

Marshall nodded and Elizabeth tapped the brakes.

Boyd flashed a revolver at them.

Elizabeth saw and sped off. Boyd followed just as fastly. There came a change in the weather and it began to storm. Elizabeth slowed down because of the wet road. Boyd continued following them.

“Maybe we can lose him if we get on the freeway?” Marshall said.

“That’s what I’ll do then,” Elizabeth replied.

They approached the on-ramp and began to make the semi-circle on that part of the cloverleaf.

Boyd followed.

They began to switch lanes, but Boyd continued to angrily pursue them. Suddenly Elizabeth lost control and Marshall’s Buick struck a Propane truck. There was a huge fireball that overtook the car.

They were both killed in the fire, but they were in love so much it did not matter. Now they are together for all eternity. The fire was like absolute zero compared to the warmth of [the passionate] love they shared.

Back to “Original Stories From 2003”

Weather Radios and Travel

I definitely like to travel and I wish I could do so more often.

Furthermore,

I probably think about Weather Radios more than most though probably not as much as some of these younger people on YouTube.

By the way, my hat definitely goes off to these youngsters. When I was their age, I was indeed experiementing with electronics but I was the only one my age who was doing so.

The furthest any of my peers went with electronics experimentation was installing CB radios in their trucks during the latter parts of high school. Unfortunately this fad was very short lived.

I still think that I should have been born ten years later, but then maybe life would have been so great for me that I would not have realized my desperate need for Christ!

Still it is very refreshing and encouraging to see young people interested in radio electronics!

Anyway back to the subject at hand:

So far the past few months I had been thinking about Weather Radios, and specifically their application with travel, be it a short commute on foot, an Inter City/Inter State trip or anything in between.

I initially wanted to interview some Generation X former latch key kids who walked to and from school and see if any of them carried pocket sized weather radios for their travels. I wanted to document their experiences with this and post it in a blog piece. Unfortunately no one was willing to participate and for now, this project is sadly on the back burner and will likely be scrapped which is a disappointment to me.

Since I now have access to a reliable computer again, I am able to transcribe my thoughts and share them with the world in detail.

This is a real blessing to me.

Since 2016, (not counting childhood and adolescence) I have gone on quite a few road trips, either with friends or with now ex in laws.

For the majority of these trips I had carried some form of a Weather Radio and since 2015, I have also augmented this Weather Radio use with an app known as Midland Weather Center, which is truly a God send! If any executives at Midland and/or Google are reading this piece, please consider making the Weather Center app once again available on Google Play. It is a pain in the rear end to have to search for the APK every time I buy a new Android device. And if it is no longer available on iTunes, please reinstate it there as well. I prefer Android over iOS and actually cannot see myself ever purchase an iOS device, but I digress.

Before my time there used to be a Traveler’s Forecast features on most Weather Radio stations. I’ve been listening to Weather Radio for a little over twenty years and don’t ever recall hearing it. In fact, I discovered it by listening to vintage recordings of Weather Radio broadcasts. So, I know I have been reaching up to those in high places, but if any bureacrats in the government are reading this piece, please consider bringing back the Traveler’s Forecast!

While I am at it, I also want to reach out to the manufacturers of automobile electronics:
Very seldomly do I see Weather Radios featured in automobiles and I think that is foolish. Radio Shack made one years ago and some mobile CB transceivers feature Weather Radio, but why can’t Weather Band come standard on cars? It would not be that hard, plus there is the potential to save lives!

Look at me, I am on my soap box though I serious doubt that my suggestions are considered.

It was late January of 2017 and a friend and myself were traveling back home from Plano, Texas. We were in Northwest Louisiana between Shreveport and Alexandria when we had learned through the assistance of my trusty Midland HH50B that there was a tornado nearby. Through use of my Midland Weather Center app, I was able to determine are more precise location of the tornado and all I will say is Thank God that He kept it away from Interstate 49. Days earlier, on our way to Plano, my friend and myself were traveling West on the Interstate 20 corridor between Shreveport and Dallas when my Dad called concerned that there were tornadoes near us. I explained to him that the sun was shining and the weather was very pleasant. Apparently the weather he was concerned about made it way later than expected. I even checked on my personal Weather Radio to see if there was any tornadic threat and there was none at that moment.

Since the repetitiveness and computerized voices on modern Weather Radio broadcasts irritate some drivers, I keep my listening in the car to a minimum. However, every time we step out the car for any kind of stop I take my weather radio from my pocket or backpack and search for the nearest broadcast to have a listen. This is one of my traveling rituals. Fun fact: Another travel ritual of mine is to shave the instant I arrive in my hotel or motel room. And yet another travel ritual if I have money at least is to purchase a flashlight or calculator from at least one truck stop or travel center. Well I would also like some coffee, I definitely enjoy truck stop coffee and since once again I am living near a truck stop, I frequent purchase cups of coffee from there. Well lately it is been hot chocolate too, because it is the dead of winter at the time I am writing this piece. For the past thirty out of thirty five years of my life I always appreciated eating doughnuts while traveling and this dates back to the Summer of 1992 when the housekeeper at a motel gave me a pack of miniature doughnuts to eat. Another food item I like to purchase while traveling is a foot long hot dog, especially one where I can customize the toppings and prepare it myself. My favorite type of hot dog, of course is Chicago Style.

All of these thoughts have been cycling through my head for the past few weeks and a female friend of mine suggested I should write all of this down. I wanted to anyway, as most of you would probably have alread guessed…

Because my apartment was ruined by a wicked woman namde Ida, my government eventually set me up with a camper-trailer for residence. I thank God every day for this trailer because it is very nice and well furnished. I do have a weather radio contantly on standby next to my bed. It is a Midland WR-120EZ, my first one was destroyed by Hurricane Ida but I have since purchased a replacement. And, praise God, the Weather Radio signal makes it into my trailer perfectly fine!

Of course I also have one in my EDC backpack and a 1997 Radio Shack Weather Cube on my dining table, my first one was also destroyed by Ida (and Nicholas) and this too is a replacement. As one of the two birthday presents to myself, I purchased an Eton FRX1, the L. L. Bean Edition. It tunes in the Weather Band fairly well.

I think the next time a Hurricane threatens my area I will leave no matter what. I rode out Hurricane Ida and I should probably write a dedicated piece on those awful experiences. Of course, evacuating naturally means traveling and as this piece suggests, traveling and Weather Radios go hand in hand. Because of that, I will pack a more weather radios than what I usually carry anyway.

I appreciate how some rest areas and welcome centers have a Weather Radio feed available at the push of a button. That is usually the first thing I look for at one of these facilities unless I need to urgently answer nature’s call.

To encourage others to use Weather Radios with their travels, I think pocket sized models (especially the Midland HH50B) should be sold at truck stops, tourist gift shops, RV parts dealers and maybe even motel lobbies! There are a few other models I could think of and actually, I wrote a piece describing what I think would be the perfect EDC Weather Radio.

The highway I am near is planned to become an Interstate at some point in the future but the stretch of it near me is already built to Interstate standards. I’ve noticed that the cooler truck stops are located mostly near Interstate highway corridors. When I say cool, I specifically mean that they have a wide selection of gadgets to sell and all kinds of good food and drink. There are three truck stops within a few miles of me and one is even in walking distance but they are no where near as some of these that are located near “real” established Interstate highways.

While I have admitted that digital broadcast televsion significantly outferforms its former analog counterpart, there was one advantage analog had and that was it could be successfully received while in motion. In those days, many storm chasers would have analog televisions in their vehicles to get weather information from their local television meterologists. This was before the advent of smartphones and while most of us use technology to evade this sort of of weather if at all possible, storm chasers use this technology to chase this foul weather. They definitely carry weather radios when they travel although, while I carry them for safety and preparedness, they carry them to locate severe storms that will likely spawn tornadoes.

I know a lot of these aforementioned youngster who collect and display their weather radios on YouTube also carry them when traveling. I wish I could get more besides myself, them and a few others to carry weather radios, but only a few pay attention to my suggestions no matter how wise they may be.

I plan to continue to use a weather radio whether (no pun intended) traveling or not.

My biggest desire considering weather radio at the moment is to bring back the traveler’s forecast among other things.

Real human voices would also be nice, but I won’t hold my breath.

Weather is constantly changing and when traveling, the local environment is also constantly changing.

That’s two or more constantly changing variables.

But easy, free and relevant weather information avaialable whilst on the go mitigates some of the potential trouble and danger, provided one actually carries a Weather Radio.

I think I am running out of things to say.

Well it is late, actually now early.

It’s good to be blogging again though and I hope to be cranking out even more material.

I hope that you, the reader, have found this piece informative, enlightening and maybe even entertaining.

Thank you for taking the time to read and may God richly bless you!

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A Review of the NiteCore E4K “EDC” Flashlight

I had been a fan of tactical flashlights since October of 2004.

The first time I purchased a tactical type of flashlight was on May 5, 2005.

Then in December of 2005, I discovered the Mini Maglite.

I would mostly carry one for the next twelve years.

I was also very hesitant to try the name brand Chinese flashlights, as I thought that the American made Maglites and SureFires were superior.

However, by 2017, my thoughts were changing.

I had seen more than enough positive reviews of the Chinese brands on sites like Candle Power Forums.

I have to say that my three favorite Chinese brands are NiteCore, Fenix and Lumintop.

So, in May of 2017, I purchased my first of these, a NiteCore MT06, which I EDCed on and off during the year 2017.

This was followed by a NiteCore MT20A in January of 2018 and a NiteCore i4000R in the Spring of 2020.

In the latter parts of 2021, I had begun to desire a NiteCore E4K, after seeing one on broadcast television back in the earlier parts of 2020.

I was looking for an upgrade for a flashlight that was bright not not threatening like my NiteCore i4000R and one I could simply EDC.

So, as an early Christmas present to myself I ordered a NiteCore E4K.

It came in after a few days and that is what this piece will be a review thereof.

While it is indeed a powerful flashlight and does have a very cool appearance, there is a major design flaw that can be dangerous:
It can be accidently switch on way to easily while being carried in a pocket or bag.

Because this light gives off over 4,000 lumens, it tends to get quite hot.

That is not the kind of flashlight one would want whilst carrying in a bag or pocket because it can literally start a fire!

I learned this the hard way early on: it burned a hole in my pants pocket twice while also burning my thigh.

Smoke was even rising from my pocket!

So, I quickly learned that this flashlight was not a good candidate for EDC and while I still carry it in my backpack, I make durn sure that the switch is locked out!

With all that being said, I still think this flashlight could be a useful one.

It has multiple output settings, which makes it appropriate for a range of tasks.

Turbo mode lasts only a few seconds, but, it would be very useful in disorienting an openent in any tactical situation as would the variable frequency strobe function.

The second highest setting would be useful for ranchers in search of livestock gone astray at night or even for any sort of search and rescue operation.

The medium setting would prove itself worthy for any sort of nighttime commuting.

The low setting would be helpful in just about any domestic setting and many industrial settings as well.

The ultra low setting would provide an unbelievable amount of runtime for tasks such as close up detail work in a low light or no light setting or even reading at night to not disturb those in close proximity.

The Neutral White color tint is perfect all across the board.

This is indeed a versatile flashlight it’s just the combination of a very hot running temperature and a switch system that is way too easily activated can make it potentiall dangerous.

By all means and I cannot stress it enough, one absolutely must lock out the tail cap when carrying if the battery is to be installed! If not serious injury and property damage will occur!

If any NiteCore executives happen to be reading this, please consider making a replacement tailcap with a sturdy lockout switch, that will prevent accidental activation.

It shouldn’t be too hard.

Such a modification would result in me giving this product a five out of five stars instead of the two and a half out of five, which is the lowest rating I ever gave a product reviewed on this blog to date!

I remember for Christmas Eve of 2021, after dark, I was playing on my family’s property and trying out high and turbo modes. I was thoroughly impressed by the brightness and the amount of light coverage in terms of throw and especially spill.

Once again I am living in close quarters with neighbors, so I usually do not use this flashlight when commuting at night as to not disturb them.

This is a powerful flashlight but also a potentially dangerous flashlight and I urge NiteCore to consider making a modified tailcap that features a sturdy lockout switch.

Until now, I lockout the tailcap in a more crude fashion and that is unscrewing it enough so the circuit is broken no matter what. If I don’t and it activates whilst in my backpack, results could prove catastrophic.

I guess this therefore concludes my review of the NiteCore E4K and I wish I didn’t have to include all the negativity.

Still, I hope that, you, the reader, have been informed, entertained and enlightened.

May God richly bless you!

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Synopsis and Commentary to “A Disabled Electrician turned Writer”

This is my first blog post since Hurricane Ida.

I want to thank all of my readers for their patience.

In the latter parts of 2016, I realized that my first offshoot of my “Grocer and Writer” stories, the love story between a lonely train conductor and aspiring writer was not gaining much traction and therefore decided to pursue something new.

Therefore, in February of 2017, I was inspired to write a new story series, “A Disabled Electrician turned Writer.” I had borrowed some of the themes from my, “Grocer and Writer” stories, but was determined to make it less offensive.

The inspirations to this piece, actualy predate my “Grocer and Writer” stories. My then wife, now ex wife and I visited an impoverished couple shortly after we tied the knot and we broke bread with them. Then in September of 2011, I was acquainted with some teenage girls, thatwere high school seniors who were associated with my now ex in laws as they were preparing for Tropical Storm Lee.

There are also people on my mom’s side of the family, whose locations and lifestyles provided me some inspiration.

So, this piece will be a synopsis and commentary to, “A Disabled Electrician turned Writer.”

In essence it is a love story between twenty-five/twenty-six year old Johnny Joseph Elder and eighteen/nineteen year old Annabelle Jenkins.

It is written in first person limited from the perspective of Johnny Joseph Elder.

I have decided to present it in chronological order instead of how it came to me.

Johnny Joseph Elder had a promising career ahead of him as an electrician, and was dating a single mother who was twelve years his senior. After a night of wild but bizarre sexual encounters with her, Johnny was distracted on the job while connecting power to an outdoor condenser unit in the New Orleans area, was shocked by the 240 Volt current, thrown from the eight foot high platform and landed back first onto the top bar of a hurricane fence. The impact damaged his lower back, leaving him in debilitating pain. His girlfriend dumped him when she realized he would be permanently disabled. He had just bought a fixer upper house in the suburb west of New Orleans known as Metairie. His company well compensated him and he was able to transition to Social Security Disability. He was twenty three at the time of his injury and had been continuously employed since the age of eighteen. Therefore, he was able to meet his existing financial needs and live somewhat comfortably. So, for the next two years, he spent his days writing on his computer, watching broadcast television, befriending his neighbors as well as the employees at his local grocer, Melinda’s Massive Superstore and doing whatever work he could on his home, which was an older wood frame house. The woman he was dating was toned, tanned and muscular. He grew to deeply resent her and instead prayed that he would meet a young lady who was the complete opposite of her.

Annabelle Jenkins had a very happy early childhood. Her mom Debbie Lou Jenkins and dad Rupert Jenkins had a very happy marriage. Rupert was a Born Again Christian . Sadly, he was killed on the job in an accident, leaving Annabelle and Debbie to collect Social Security Survivor’s Benefits and Welfare. Debbie Lou had become angry and bitter. They moved from a decent ranch style house in the suburbs into public housing. Annabelle romanticized the way things used to be extensively. Debbie Lou subsequently got into a relationship with a single dad, Oliver Hudson, but they didn’t marry because of financial reasons. Oliver spends his days drinking, taking pain pills and watching sports. While in the Second Grade, Annabelle was talking about age inappropriate affections, remembering how her parents loved and cherished each other openly and was sent to the principal’s office. The principal molested her, doing incalculable amounts of mental and physical damage. She gained enough weight to be considered clinically obese and remained that way when she met Johnny Joseph Elder. She also had mood swings and would frequently butt heads with her step dad, Oliver Hudson and step brother Maurice Hudson. Annabelle was afraid of her mom’s reaction to the principal molesting her, thinking she would get blamed for it, so she kept it to herself. Because of her weight, she is frequently harassed in school. She is very lonely and longs for a young man who would accept her for her, treat her with kindness and shower her with affection. She resented men like Oliver and the principal, plus all the jocks who would torment her. She knew good men existed, because her dad was good to her, hence the reason why she set her standards so high.

Fast forward to May of Annabelle’s senior year of high school. She has a part time job of cleaning houses for cash, but Oliver frequently takes her money to buy pills. She is shopping with her mom at Melinda’s and asks her to buy her a phone card to keep her service on and a flash drive so she can write her term paper, which she needs to complete in order to graduate. Her mom tells her to buy it herself. Annabelle replies her Oliver stole her money to buy pills. They end up in an argument and Debbie Lou abandons Annabelle in the parking lot.

If that weren’t enough Tropical Storm Alidore, there to my knowlege never was a Tropical Cyclone by that name, which I did on purpose, is threatening the Louisiana Coast and specifically the New Orleans Metro. It is also forecast to become a strong Category 1 or weak Category 2 Hurricane before making landfall. So, Mrs. Angela Fulton is at Melinda’s purchasing a Weather Radio and walking out with her purchase when she witnesses the whole event between Annabelle and her mom. Angela drives Annabelle to her house. She then calls Johnny Joseph Elder (her next door neighbor) to come over and set up the new Weather Radio for her.

Johnny promptly crosses over and knocks on her door and Angela lets him in. He and Annabelle briefly exchange a smile, then he goes into Angela’s master bedroom and unboxes then programs the new Weather Radio for Angela. In the process of doing so, he asks her about the beautiful girl in her living room. Angela explains that the girl’s mom abandonned her in the parking lot at Melinda’s. Johnny makes a comment about the mother getting charged with child abandonment. Angela explains how the girl is eighteen. She then says how Johnny should go talk to her. Johnny says how he is twenty-five and wouldn’t have anything in common with her. Angela corrects him and says how age is just a number and that her husband was seven years older then her, how they deeply loved other and that she misses him to this day. Johnny says how marriages like that are pretty much non existent. Johnny is very much attracted to Annabelle but is more afraid of rejection. Angela encourages him all the more to talk to Annabelle and agress to help him out.

After the weather radio is programmed they both come out of the bedroom and Angela introduces Johnny and Annabelle to each other. She then tells Annabelle to explain her situation to Johnny how she needs to buy a flash drive to type her term paper in order to graduate and a phone card. Johnny offers to buy one for her at Melinda’s, because he has a revolving account there. He goes on to say how he was going there anyway to purchase a Weather Radio from there, since a hurricane is coming. Angela interjects how she should accept his offer, because he is a good man and couldn’t stop sayiing how pretty she is. Annabelle asks Johnny if he really thinks she is pretty, to which he nods with a bold blush and a wide grin. She asks if he would really buy those things for him and he tells her he would, unless she had a boyfriend. She comments that she is fat and that is why she doesn’t have a boyfriend, because no one wants her. Johnny replies how he thinks her weight compliments her appearance. Annabelle smiles and blushes then states how everyone at school harasses her because of her weight. Johnny says how they are cruel but once she graduates none of them will ever matter again. Annabelle says how she won’t graduate if she cannot turn in that paper. Johnny then suggests they go to the store and he will buy it. Annabelle agrees to walk with Johnny to Melinda’s. Angela tells them to have a good time.

As they are walking, Annabelle asks Johnny what he does for a living.

Johnny explains how he is on disability but was an electrician’s helper on his way to become an electrician.

He goes on to explain how he injured his back on the job and that being on disability allows him to pursue his main passion-writing.

Annabelle states that she also is a writer.

They begin to discuss about wanting to read each others’ work.

Johnny says how he wouldn’t want to show some of the more steamy pieces to a lady like her.

Annabelle says she might really like the steamy pieces even more, though.

Johnny asks her if she’s eighteen, to which she replies that she is, then asks Johnny his age to which he says, twenty-five and that he hopes he’s not too old for her, because he really likes her.

Annabelle says how age is just a number and that she thinks he is cute and sweet, plus he is taking care of her and that a lot of guys she knows are jerks but he seems different.

Johnny exclaims that he feels like he is on Cloud Nine, to which Annabelle says she does as well.

They then share a hug as they enter Melinda’s.

Johnny selects a Weather Radio, a flash drive and a prepaid phone card.

The cashier, Mrs. Sally Smith Williams, checks them out and tells Annabelle how Johnny is a keeper and to treat him right.

Annabelle exclaims how Johnny is indeed a keeper and cute as can be, to which she then smacks his buttocks.

Johnny and Annabelle then sit in the food court and exchange phone numbers, after Annabelle adds the funds to her GoPhone account.

Afterwards, they leave Melinda’s Annabelle says how she now needs to type her term paper. Johnny offers her his computer, to which she gladly accepts. They walk to his house.

Upon entering, he shows her around, they awkardly stare at his bed, then smile at each other, blushing. Annabelle says how she will get to work, to which Johnny logs her in. He offers her dinner, some oatmeal, because it’s near payday for Johnny. Annabelle agrees to stay.

They share a hug, then a kiss, to which Johnny apologizes, but Annabelle says it was sweet of him.

She then begins writing her paper.

Johnny sets up his new Weather Radio and places it on his kitchen gadets rack. He then watches television and prepares dinner.

Annabelle finishes her paper, then they say grace and eat oatmeal. Afterward, they wash the dishes.

After the dishes are done, they agree to read their stories to each other, but are interrupted by Johnny’s Weather Radio and Annabelle’s phone alerting them to a Hurricane Watch in effect.

Johnny offers to walk Annabelle to her mom’s apartment.

Annabelle states that she and Oliver will be on edge.

Johnny offers her his spare bedroom, to which Annabelle gladly accepts and instructs him to walk her to her bus stop in the morning.

They then begin to read to each other, especially the steamy parts, until Annabelle realizes she needs to bathe.

Johnny provides her with fresh towels and soap, and she goes bathe.

Johnny watches televsion, until she comes out, wrapped in a towel.

Annabelle then says how she will go to bed and asks Johnny to kiss her goodnight.

They exchange a kiss and Annabelle says she wants to do so much more, then goes into the spare bedroom and gets dressed.

Johnny also goes to bed in his bedroom, concluding the first piece.

The next morning, Johnny is woken up to Annabelle’s alarm on her phone.

He retrieves his flashlight which he usually EDCs and puts fresh batteries in it.

Annabelle gets slightly annoyed, because she is in a hurry.

They walk out the door to the bus stop and Annabelle apologizes for rushing him, stating that she is nervous as to what her mother and Oliver’s reaction will be when she walks in the door to get her backpack and a fresh change of clothes.

Johnny states how he wishes there was something he could do, to which Annabelle says to just be there for her.

Johnny assures her that he isn’t going anywhere, except Melinda’s [Massive] Superstore.

They begin to share hugs and kisses under the glow of a streetlight, until an uptight motorist sounds the horn.

Johnny then walks Annabelle up to her mom’s unit, then kisses her goodbye.

He then goes home, retrieves his personal shopping cart then walks to Melinda’s to buy some storms supplies and non perishable groceries.

Sally checks him out again and says how her husband, Rodney Williams, is terminally ill and on Oxygen and states that she will be evacuating with him as soon as her shift is over.

Johnny offers to pray for them, to which she thanks them.

Johnny takes his loaded shopping cart and sits in the food court as he sips a coffe chicory and hot milk blend.

When the sun is finally up, Johnny walks home and secures his purchases.

As he is cutting across his front yard, Angela stands by the hurricane fence and asks about how it went with him and Annabelle.

Johnny picks up everything, then goes over to tell her about it.

He notices a local government truck is parked in front of her house and asks her about it.

She replies that her son, Roger Fulton, is there.

He comes out, introduces himself and explains that he is a fleet mechanic for the fire departments.

Angela says how Johnny looks out for her and helps her out a lot.

She then asks Johnny how it went with him and Annabelle, to which Johnny says he is glad she set them up.

Roger shouts from outside that he is going hook up the generator.

Johnny says how he has to board up his windows.

Angela says to have Roger help him, so his back doesn’t get further messed up and that he needs to be able to be a lover to Annabelle.

She goes on to say that Roger will especially help him if he is able to properly wire the generator.

Roger has the mechanical aspect of the generator figrued out, but is clueless as to the wiring.

Johnny explains how he was an electrician’s helper for five years and would have become a fine electrician had he not injured his back.

He then goes on to properly wire then generator albeit with terrible back pain as a result.

The generator is proven to work, then, Angela requests Roger to assist Johnny in boarding up his windows as well as hers, to which he agrees. After the tasks are complete, Roger heads to work and Johnny presents him with a high quality ratchet and socket set that he no longer needs.

Johnny then prepares all of his appliances and electronics for the storm, then once finished he goes to the park and writes in a composition book. Annabelle is the source of his inspiration. He write until she calls him and has him meet her at the bus stop. She says how she turned in her term paper and the deadline was extended because of the storm, but she is getting extra credit for turning it in early.

He meets her, then they exchange a kiss. She goes inside and packs her bags, then twelve minutes later she comes out.

Johnny attempts to carry her bags for but collapses on the sidewalk.

Annabelle apologizes saying how she didn’t realize how badly damaged his back was and that she will carry the bags.

Johnny says how he is afraid she will leave him now that she knows.

Annabelle replies that even though his back is messed up, he has a good heart.

Johnny gets back up to which Annabelle hugs and kisses him. Another uptight motorist sounds the car horn, to which Annabelle gives the “Metry Salute” (her middle finger.)

Hand in hand they walk to Johnny’s house.

Johnny shows Annabelle the storm supplies and groceries he purchased then hands Annabelle a personal sized flashlight to keep in her purse.

She asks him to read to her, which he does until they are alerted via phone and Weather Radio of a Hurricane Warning now in effect.

Annabelle becomes nervous and tears fill her eyes.

Johnny tries his best to comfort her and promises to take care of her.

He then takes a sealed bag of frozen white beans from his freezer and warms them up.

As the beans are getting hot, they share kiss after kiss.

Then dinner is ready and Johnny pours pancake syrup on the white beans and they say grace and eat.

Afterward, they wash the dishes then go watch Breaking Dawns Parts 1 and 2 on DVD, then fall asleep in each others’ arms, thus concluding the second piece.

Annabelle and Johnny wake up to howling winds and driving rain as the feeder bands are passing through.

Johnny makes them an egg omlet for breakfast.

After they are finished eating, Annabelle begins to wash the dishes, until there is a flash of lightning.

Nervously, Johnny commands Annabelle to get away from the sink.

She questions him with iritation but he explains, that the lightning can hit her through the pipes and they will worry about the dishes later.

Johnny then listens to the radio and the reporters paint a grim picture.

He then apologizes for yelling at Annabelle, to which she rubs his chest hairs and kisses him, accepting his apology then stating that Oliver makes her do dishes no matter what the weather.

Annabelle then asks Johnny to change the radio to a music station because she wants to dance with him.

They find a music station and dance until they are sleepy from the physical activity and breaksfast.

Annabelle cradles Johnny in her lap and they fall asleep.

Hours pass until they are woken up by even more howling winds and whipping rains and Annabelle needs to answer nature’s call.

As she attempts to turn on the bathroom light, she realizes there is no power. Johnny reminds her there is a flashlight in her purse.

Annabelle walks to the bathroom with her purse and shuts the door behind her.

In time Annabelle steps out, then Johnny goes relieve himself as well.

After Johnny steps out, Annabelle rushes up to him stating that she is scared.

Johnny promises that he will try his best to comfort her, then suggests that they hunker down.

Annabelle says how usually she enjoys hurricanes because of all the junk food, then she says look how fat I am.

Johnny tells her that he thinks she is beautiful, body and soul.

Annabelle says there must be something wrong with him.

Johnny admits that he thinks he is a perv because he likes big beautiful women.

Annabelle grabs him and says that he is her perv.

They exchange kisses until her glasses fog up.

Annabelle then asks if they could cuddle in his bed.

He agrees.

After a moment of cuddling and increasing affections, Annabelle comments that she could so make love to Johnny.

Johnny replies that he would want her to.

She then asks if he was sure, then reveals what happened to her in the principal’s office.

Johnny then reveals what happened with his ex girlfriend.

Annabelle then promises that if they do make love, she won’t throw him away like his ex did.

They then become intimate both climaxing as the eyewall passes over them.

The storm settles down, so they get dressed, step out and Johnny observes all the damage.

Angela also steps out of her house and greets them.

Johnny is nervous wondering if his house will stand the storm.

Angela says how her house stood all the previous storms and so did his and that the only damage is blown off siding and shingles and those are small potatoes. She goes on to say how he should take advantage of being alone with Annabelle.

Annabelle replies how they already have and it was wonderful.

Angela tells them to do it some more, because there is a plethora of health benefits associated with coitus.

The storm starts picking up again and Angela tells them to go love each other.

Johnny and Annabelle agree and make love until they are too tired to move, falling asleep in each others’ arms until morning, thus concluding the third piece.

I must add in that, while I would have wrote a story involving fornication in 2017, I definitely would not write something like that in 2022. I have since grown in The Lord and was heavily convicted over writing this. I still think this series of stories communicates some ideas that I tremendously value, hence my reason for sharing.

There is an interlude that takes place, then it is the Fourth Wednesday of May and payday for Johnny Joseph Elder. During the interlude, Annabelle graduates and moves in full time with Johnny.

Johnny gets dreseed and collects his EDC items after checking his bank account and confirming that his SSDI check was deposited. He then listens to the forecast on his Weather Radio, which tells of high heat and high humidity with a significant chance of thunderstorms in the afternoon (which is typical for Louisiana in the late spring and summer.)

He knows that he needs to run his monthly errands and get home before the thunderstorms are due.

Annabelle is slowly waking up and he asks her if she wants to come run errands with her.

She agrees and gets dressed.

They leave the house on foot and walk to the transit terminal. Johnny renews his transit pass and also purchases one for Annabelle. They then board the bus and go to the bank.

After waiting in line for several minutes, they see a teller. Johnny pays his mortgage and takes the paperwork.

He and Annabelle then walk the half mile to Melinda’s, which Annabelle comments how she needs to lose weight.

Johnny replies for her not to lose too much weight because he thinks she is sexy just as she is. He then tells her that he would want her whether she was big as a house or tiny as a toothpick.

Annabelle blushes then they begin to exchange hugs and kisses publicly with hands in each others’ back pockets.

Several uptight motorists sound their horns at them as they make their way to Melinda’s on foot.

Finally they arrive, out of breath.

They walk to the customer service desk where Johnny pays off his credit line in addition to his utilities.

After they are done, he and Annabelle go shopping, which he purchases Annabelle two romance novels and himself a multi tool and a phone card.

They are once again checked out by Sally Smith Williams and she asks how did they fare for Alidore.

Johnny replies how there are just shingles and siding blown off, but the storm broguht he and Annabelle closer together.

Annabelle then winks and she rubs her nose against Johnny.

Sally then said how she drove her husband two hundred miles inland and they stayed at a church.

Johnny said how he thanks God they excused her abscence and that he wouldn’t shop at Melinda’s if he found out that they were cruel to the workers.

Sally replies not to worry and how they are like one big family.

Johnny pays for his items with his debit card and is approved.

He and Annabelle then go to the deli and order a fried chicken meal where they eat in the food court.

After they are finished eating, Johnny applies the phone card funds to his Go Phone account, then begins playing with his new multi tool.

Annabelle giggles and comments that he is cute.

Johnny blushes slightly.

They refill their drinks then walk back to their house.

They sit on the sofa and Annabelle reads from the books he bought her.

Johnny logs onto his computer and pays his wireless internet bill.

He then does a little research on his computer, until he gets a tap on the shoulder.

He looks away from the computer screen to see Annabelle standing in her undergarments.

Assertively she says, you…me…the bed, right now Johnny Joseph Elder! As she kisses him with excitement.

Johnny replies, oh bae, your wish is my command!

She then pulls off his clothing and he removes her undergarments.

They become intimate as a thunderstorm unleashes its power.

After making love they eat a meal of boiled hot dogs and canned chili, thus concluding the fourth piece.

There is then approximately a six month interlude between this previous piece and Thanksgiving. It entails Johnny getting his house fixed, including a personal loan to cover what his insurance did not. Of course, he and Annabelle fall deeper in love during this time and their relationship grows more serious, as you the reader will see.

Johnny and Annabelle are slowly waking up on the morning of Thanksgiving.

The gas powered floor furnace is on full blast despite it only being late November in Southeast, Louisiana.

Both step out of bed and Johnny throws his arms around Annabelle and rubs her buttocks.

She beams brightly and giggles, then comments how she almost wishes that they didn’t have to go to dinner so they could instead spend the day making love.

Johnny replies how he feels bliss when they make love, but they are at least getting a free meal.

Annabelle then says how it is free monetarily but they pay in other ways, to which Johnny says how they can just leave.

Johnny goes on to say that if they make her feel uncomfortable and distressed, how he will leave with her and he doesn’t care what they think.

Annabelle says how he is making her want to stay home even more.

Johnny said that if he didn’t have to cover that deductible, then he would have money for his own Thanksgiving meal.

Annabelle says that he is responsible with his finances, unlike her mom or Oliver.

She then goes relieve her bladder.

Johnny enters the bathroom after he hears the toilet flush, then they make love while showering together.

After they are clean, Johnny turns on the gas valve to his bathroom heater and strikes a match as they lovingly dry each other off.

Annabelle helps Johnny get dressed, then she dresses in front of him.

Johnny comments how Annabelle’s outfit drives him wild.

Annabelle replies how she loves him because he adores her including her weight. She goes on to say that she also loves him because he has a heart of gold, he takes care of her, he’s level headed and cute. She asks what made him fall in love with her.

Johnny states that it’s the fact that she still wanted him despite his disability and that she is still very sweet despite all those bad thing happening to her and the fact that she takes care of him as well in her own way and he went on to say that since he first laid eyes on her he thought she was the most beautiful girl ever.

Annabelle then says how she guesses that they do have a lot to be thanksful for no matter where they celebrate Thanksgiving.

Johnny announces that it is an hour until she is expected at her mother’s.

Annabelle suggests they go visit Angela.

They then cross over and she greets them, but says how her son is coming over in about an hour to take her to his house for dinner.

She then asks Johnny to check and see why her Weather Radio isn’t charging.

He figures out that the fuse for her bedroom receptacles blew.

She comments how that must be why her portable space heater doesn’t work either.

He installs a new fuse and offers to run a dedicated line for her space heater tomorrow when the stores are open.

Angela says how she will pay him so they can go shopping for Black Friday.

She then goes to her kitchen and calls her son to see where he’s at.

After hanging up the phone, she says how Roger is only a few blocks away.

Minutes later, he arrives and Angela tells him how she needs him to take Johnny to the supply house so he can run an electric line for her heater.

He agrees and states that he’s glad Johnny watches out for his momma.

He then takes Angela to his house.

In the bleak biting cold, Johnny and Annabelle walk to her mom and step dad’s apartment.

Oliver lets them in.

Debbie Lou states how they have takeout from KFC, which Annabelle angrilly whispers to Johnny how they were too lazy to cook anything.

Debbie Lou asks Oliver when does he want to eat, to which he gruffly replies halftime.

Annabelle asks how long until then.

Oliver says how there is two minutes left on the clock but in real time it could be five to seven minutes and that she will live and she’s not exactly starving.

Johnny whispers for Annabelle to ignore him and that she’s beautiful.

Annabelle places her face in Johnny’s chest then looks up at him and says thank you.

They begin to hold hands and exchange kisses. Johnny even kisses Annabelle’s stomach.

They both exchange those three little words, then go sit on the sofa and engage in even more affections, until Oliver bellows for them to cut it out.

Annabelle says how he’s not her dad, no not even close.

Oliver reminds them that it’s his apartment and it disgusts him to see them pawing at each other like randy cats.

Debbie Lou interjects and asks that they all eat.

Annabelle agrees and says that she is hungry.

Oliver remarks that she is always hungry.

Annabelle comments that he probably weighs as much as her.

Oliver then replies that he is a man and men can bet fat but fat women and fat girls, like her, are disgusting.

Johnny is now angry and tells Oliver that Annabelle is not disgusting by any means and that she is the most beautiful young lady he ever laid eyes upon, weight included.

Oliver calls Johnny a chubby chaser and that he stays with her because his back is messed up and no one else wants him.

Johnny said how he’s glad no one else wants him because that means there’s no temptation.

Annabelle tells Johnny that he’s so sweet and sexy as hell. She then calls Oliver a douche bag.

Oliver threatens to kick them out.

Debbie Lou asks Annabelle why is she disrespecting Oliver.

Annabelle replies that he called her fat.

Debbie Lou then says that she told Annabelle how she needed to lose weight for years.

Annabelle goes on to say the reason why she is obese. And that her grade school principal molested her in his office. She went on to say how she was talking about her daddy who recently died and about all the affection he showed both of them and the teacher thought it was inappropriate so she was sent to the office where the princiapl molested her. She went on to say how she never told her because she was afraid of being whipped.

Oliver said that if he would have known, he would have flattened the principal like a bug.

Annabelle said how he harassed her about her weight more than anyone else.

Oliver apologized and said how she’s the closest to a daughter he ever had and even though they never got along, he wouldn’t have ever wanted her to be molested.

Debbie Lou stated that her appetite is ruined but they need to report this.

Annabelle said how the principal is now out of the country, having his way with countless other little girls.

Oliver wants to know how can he make ammends.

Annabelle tells him to be more understanding in the future and not to say those horrible things he says about heavyset women and girls, and to take care of her mom and to stop taking those pills.

Oliver promised to seek treatment for his addiction and that he was a star football player in high school and college but an injury ened his career. The pain from his injury became unbearable and that is how he got hooked on pain pills.

Annabelle then asks if they can eat to which Debbie Lou serves the food.

Silently they eat dinner, thus concluding the piece.

The next day Johnny is up early and is making breakfast in bed for Annabelle.

He listens to his Weather Radio and learns about cloud cover all day with high in the upper forties and an eighty percent chance of showers and thunderstorms after dark.

He then serves Annabelle breakfast.

She is woken up by the dishes rattling, softly rubs her eyes and puts her glasses on.

They eat together in bed.

Annabelle asks if they could cuddle until it’s time to go.

Johnny replies how he couldn’t think of a better way to spend the morning.

Annabelle wraps her arms and legs around Johnny and Johnny kisses her stomach, then says how she is the sexiest lady he’s ever seen.

The passions increases but are interrupted when Roger knocks at the door.

They exchange those three little words, then Johnny leaves.

Roger drives Johnny to the supply house and they order all the parts they need.

When the order is filled, they drive to Angela’s and Johnny installs the electric line for her portable heater.

The room is now very warm.

Angela sees the conduit and thinks Johnny laid a gas line.

Johnny shows Angela how it is an electric line but only for her heater.

He also lectures her not to put anything within three feet of that heater.

Angela then pays Johnny $200 and instructs him to go Christmas shopping.

Johnny places the bills in his wallet and walks home. Annabelle is dressed and ready to go shopping, thus concluding Black Friday Part 1.

Johnny and Annabelle then walk to the bus stop and take a bus to the shopping center.

Upon arrival, Johnny walks to the supply house and purchases a high end screwdriver set for Roger. He and Annabelle then go to the adjacent Wal*Mart and that she will purchase the gifts for the females and he will purchase the gifts for the males, and they split up.

Johnny buys a Hyper Tough tools set for Maurice, two sports almanacs one for his dad and one for Oliver and a Bluetooth headset for his brother.

He and Annabelle later meet up in the food court and began their public displays of affections until reprimanded by a policewoman working a security detail.

Johnny tells her that he will purchase that at Melinda’s later in the evening, after they pick up the other gifts.

They then take their purchases to the bus stop and ride back to their stop. As they are riding Annabelle shows Johnny the gifts she purchased, body wash and an Oldies CD for Angela, a Snuggie for Johnny’s sister and Law and Order DVDs for Johnny’s mom and that is everything except a bottle of cherry wine for her mom. Johnny tells Annabelle that he will purchase the wine later in the evening at Melinda’s and offers Annabelle to go eat some turkey sausage gumbo sold in the deli. She gladly accepts, stating that she is hungry. The bus soon arrives at their stop, then walk home and pick up the gifts.

Promptly, they walk to Melinda’s and purchase the wine.

Sally cards Johnny, then checks him out, trying to keep a straight face.

They then walk to the deli and each purchase some gumbo and drinks, say grace then happily eat.

When finished their meal, they walk home. On the way, Annabelle asks if they should pick up where they left off this morning, to which Johnny replies, bae you wish is my command.

They then rush home and passionately become intimate, thus concluding Black Friday Part 2.

At some point, Johnny purchased train tickets for himself and Annabelle to take the train on Christmas Day to see his family.

There is then a three to four week interlude, but then the next piece takes place on Christmas Eve Morning, with Johnny and Annabelle getting out of bed and lovingly exchanging affections, which ultimately lead to Johnny performing cunnilingus on Annabelle then making love to her afterwards.

Subsequently they exchange gifts.

Johnny then gives Annabelle a promise ring, stating that he promises to be hers and hers only and that he wants no one else and how he hopes she feels the same way.

Annabelle says how the ring is beautiful and that indeed feels the same way, then gives Johnny a smartphone and explains that he is about to be twenty-six and therefore needs to upgrade from his rugged flip phone.

Johnny says how he is glad that he doesn’t have to be tied to his computer anymore for internet accesss and that he can combine his phone plan with a data plan and save money each month.

They exchange those three little words, then Johnny says how he wishes he bought Annabelle and engagement ring instead but didn’t want to scare her. Annabelle says how it wouldn’t have scared her but would have been a dream come true.

Johnny offers to buy her an engagement ring once the deductible loan is paid off, to which Annabelle says for Johnny to give her his time, loyalty and affections. To which he assures her that she has those forever.

After the lovemaking they are hungry and Johnny makes them some French Toast AKA Lost Bread.

They then get dressed together, then go bring Angela her gifts.

It is sunny and mild outside.

A moment later they arrive and Angela welcomes them in.

They hand her the Oldies CD and some body wash.

Angela gives Johnny as TSA compatible Leatherman Multi Tool and Annabelle a $40 Target Gift Card.

She then gives them some Christmas punch which is spiked.

Johnny and Annabelle dance together from the music of the Oldies CD, then they all watch a Christmas movie together.

After the movie is over, Johnny and Annabelle walk to her mother’s apartment and they exchange gifts.

Johnny and Annabelle each get a $100 gift card to Melinda’s.

Maurice then watches gamers on YouTube, Oliver reads his sports almanac and Debbie Lou gradually gets drunk on the wine.

Johnny and Annabelle snuggle on the sofa until everyone goes to bed, then they walk home and fall asleep in each others’ arms, thus concluding the Christmas Eve piece.

Johnny and Annabelle wake up slowly in each others’ arms. It’s seven-thirty on Christmas Morning.

They exchange several kisses Annabelle relieves her bladder in the bathroom.

After she flushes and steps out, she tells Johnny that if she didn’t have to meet his family, she would want to spend the day making love to him.

Johnny states that he hopes her family accepts him and that he’s worried they will have the wrong assumptions because of their age difference.

Annabelle reassures him that she isn’t worried about that and she loves him for him and he just happens to be seven years her senior.

They mutually agree that they cannot picture themselves with anyone else.

Annabelle then pushes Johnny onto the bed and begins to sit on his face, when her phone rings.

It’s Maurice calling asking if she is ready to which she says she will be in ten minutes.

They then get dressed together with their bags already packed.

Johnny then turns off all the lights in addition to his floor furnace. Annabelle gets the gifts, then they deadbolt the door.

The weather is bleak, humid and cold.

Maurice pulls up in his pickup truck.

They place the gifts in the truck bed.

Johnny opens the door for Annabelle and peeks under her dress, then climbs in.

Maurice drives them to the train station and asks Johnny what did he do before he went on disability.

Johnny explains that he was an electrician’s helper, but ruined his back on the job.

Annabelle then chimes in how Johnny would have made an awesome electrician, but he is very good at laying pipe.

Johnny corrects her and says that to an electrician it is known as conduit, not pipe.

Annabelle then says that whatever he calls it, it’s amazing.

Maurice comments TMI but admits he wishes he could find a relationship like that.

Then Johnny said that in order for Maurice to make himself more desirable Johnny could teach him how to be a handyman.

Then Maurice says he could teach Johnny how to fix computers.

Annabelle then says how they could both teach him how to write.

Maurice then says how they all need to get together soon as they arrive at the train station.

Johnny and Annabelle retrieve their gifts and bags, then wish Maurice a Merry Christmas. Annabelle then says how she will call him to pick them up when the train returns tomorrow evening.

Johnny and Annabelle wait until they hear their announcement that their train is ready, then board. After being seated, Johnny calls his mom and lets her know that he is on his way and his girlfriend is with him.

The train begins to head west, thus concluding Christmas Day Part 1.

Annabelle falls asleep on Johnny until the train begins to cross the Huey Pierce Long Bridge.

Johnny wakes her up so she can enjoy the view.

I make an appearance in the story as I am also a passenger on that train and I am listening on a portable scanner radio.

I stare at Johnny and Annabelle for a moment then apologize to them, and explain how its always amazing when I see people in real life who resemble characters in the stories I write.

They say how they are writers as well.

Annabelle then asks what am I listening to.

I explain that it is a scanner and I am listening to the train crew’s communications but also marine communications on the Mississippi River.

Johnny tells me how he always wanted one, but could never afford it.

I tell him he can get one for cheap on eBay, assuming he just wants to listen to railroad and marine.

Johnny says how he lives near a railroad yard (KCS West Yard) and is a few blocks from The River.

I then say how I don’t like to turn my scanner on in front of ladies, because of the language some of those marine workers use on there.

Annabelle says how Johnny doesn’t curse in front of her either.

I then ask what they do for a living.

Johnny explains his disability and Annabelle says how she cleans houses for cash but how she wants to become a security guard at Melinda’s.

Johnny adds in how she could practice her defensive tactics on him and it would be a turn on if she wrestled him down and sat on him.

Annabelle blushes and says how Johnny is such a perv but it is sexy as hell.

I tell them that they are a cute couple and they thank me.

I then ask where are they getting off and Johnny replies the very next one. I tell hem how I am headed out west to meet up with other bloggers.

Annabelle asks if I can hear the workers at Melinda’s on my scanner, to which I tell her that I can.

She then tells Johnny that she could buy him a scanner for his birthday.

I tell her how I can only hear them when I am near the store.

Johnny replies that they’re only a block from Melinda’s.

I tell him then they could listen all they want.

I then start reading on my phone.

Annabelle falls asleep on Johnny’s shoulder.

Johnny looks outside seeing ponds homes and forests.

Finally an announcement is made that the next stop will be in ten minutes.

Johnny calls his mom and states his location to which she replies that they are on their way now.

I then tell Johnny and Annabelle that it was a privelege talking to them because they are so much like the characters I create and how I hope I can find love like in the stories I write about.

Annabelle tells me not to give up and to keep writing and one day a young lady will come along and realize that she is the one for me.

Johnny gives me his email address and suggests that we exchange each others’ work.

I then program it into my phone and send him the link to my blog via email.

Annabelle says how she and Johnny will read it together.

The train comes to a stop with Johnny and Annabelle disembarking.

Johnny’s parents are waiting in their CUV.

Johnny and Annabelle load the bags and presents into the hatch, then Johnny opens the door for Annabelle and they ride to Johnny’s parents’ house, thus concluding Christmas Day Part 2.

Johnny’s mom asks Annabelle what are her intentions with her son.

Annabelle replies that she loves him a lot and he loves her.

Johnny’s mom asks whether or not she will leave him suddenly like the last one did.

Annabelle confidently states that Johnny has her for good.

Johnny’s dad asks how about how they met.

Annabelle said that Johnny neighbor set them up and she is so thankful that she did.

Johnny’s dad asks Annabelle if she works anywhere to which she replies how she cleans houses for cash but is trying to get hired on as a security guard at Melinda’s. He then asks if he thinks she could handle a dangerous customer. Annabelle says how she could sit on him or her until the cops arrive. Johnny then adds in how he will let her practice on him so she can get good at it. Johnny’s mother tells him to watch it. She goes on to say how she thought his back was ruined or was he just making it up.

Johnny and Annabelle silently exchange those three little words.

Johnny’s dad then asks her if she is going to school anywhere. She says she is done with school for good and that she graduated high school the past May. Johnny mother asks why she doesn’t further her education. Annabelle states how she is sick of being mistreated because of her weight but Johnny is the only man that ever made her feel beautiful and that is one of the reasons why she fell in love with him but definitely not the only one.

Johnny adds in how Annabelle makes him happier than he ever dared hope or dream and just about everyone around him can see it and how his ex ghosted him once she found out he would be disabled but Annabelle is right there by his side and so much more beautiful inside and out.

Annabelle then says how she wants Johnny for his heart and his looks as well.

Johnny’s mom comments that Johnny is settling because Annabelle doesn’t mind him living off the government.

Johnny states how he was settling when he was with his ex and how Annabelle exceeds his standards and to him is wife material.

Johnny’s mother then turns around, looks at them and sternly says how she wants them to be contributing members of society and not two lazy moochers who make babies they cannot feed.

Annabelle comments how she does indeed work and Johnny adds in how the income het gets is drawn from what he paid into the system when he worked.

Johnny’s dad says how they’re almost home and suggests to let it be peaceful.

Johnny’s mom says how they’ll discuss it later but she is very upset.

They then pull into the driveway.

Annabelle and Johnny step out of the vehicle and share a kiss.

They go inside and sit on the sofa.

Johnny apologizes to Annabelle about his mother.

Annabelle replies how her mother and his mother should go jogging together.

Johnny says how he hopes Annabelle still wants him.

Annabelle says more than ever and that she felt so special when he told his mother how she exceeds his standards and is wife material. And how when they get home she will practice her security guard tactics on him and see where it leads, then showers Johnny with kisses.

They then exchange those three words yet again.

Johnny’s siblings and their significant others arrive.

They all exchange gifts and Johnny introduces Annabelle to them.

They talk amongst themselves while the parents finish up the Christmas Dinner.

As Johnny’s dad is taking the ham out the oven, he notices the heating element is on fire and panics.

Johnny cuts off the breaker to the oven, then takes a wet bath towel and puts out the fire.

He then uses the screwdriver element on his multi tool and removes the damaged heating element.

Annabelle whispers to Johnny that he is so sexy when he fixes stuff.

Johnny suffers from multiple shooting pains in his back as he performs the task.

His mom offers him some Excedrin.

Johnny says he has to let the pain run it’s course and that he hopes she realizes that he isn’t making it up.

His mom says how she wishes he could make more money and not live off the government.

Annabelle interjects that money cannot buy happiness.

Johnny adds in how there are plenty of people with good paying jobs, nice houses and multiple vehicles yet they are still absolutely miserable.

His back pain then eases up and he finishes removing the broken element.

He then writes down the model and make of the oven and instructs his dad to take it to a supply house.

Johnny’s dad states how he will pay for Johnny and Annabelle’s train tickets back home, since he will fix the oven.

Johnny’s parents each give their children and the partners a $100 check then they all watch television.

Hours, later, Johnny’s siblings and their partners leave.

Even more hours later, they all go to bed and Johnny’s mom instructs that him and Annabelle sleep in seperate bedrooms.

Johnny says how the others are allowed to sleep in the same bed at her house, though.

His mom says that the others work and he doesn’t.

Johnny says he would if he could.

His mom says for him to get a job that doesn’t affect his back instead of living off the government.

Johnny says that he would then be at the mercy of employer sponsored health insurance.

His mom says how that’s life and to get over it.

Johnny points out to his mother that she is angry that there are people who don’t achive as much as she does yet they are still happier than her, including himself and Annabelle.

His mom rebuffs that those on disability have it way to easy and that she has to bust her butt so where’s her happiness.

Johnny further points out how perceived prosperity is not the key to happiness and that even the working poor have it worse than her, yet many of them are still happier than her. He then went on to say how when he was younger she told him that money makes a person comfortable not happy.

His mom states how she was more idealistic then but now deals in reality. She also says how if they want to make babies and with her tax dollars supporting them then she cannot stop them but she won’t let it happen in her house.

Annabelle soberly tells her that they wouldn’t have coitus in her house because she wouldn’t disrespect her like that but she would like Johnny to keep her warm because it is cold.

Johnny mom still refuses them.

Johnny and Annabelle attempt to share a good night kiss but his mom stops them.

They then go to seperate bedroom and text each other all night long, thus concluding Christmas Day Part 3.

There is another month and a half interlude and then the Pilot piece occurs.

That was the first piece I wrote and it takes place in February. I never covered the events of Johnny replacing the oven’s heating element, the train ride back home or Johnny’s twenty-sixth birthday, all which occur during this interlude.

Johnny introduces himself, his girlfriend and his entire living situation to the reader.

The piece continues with Annabelle stepping out of the bathroom and saying, bae, let’s go make groceries, which is NOLASpeek for grocery shopping.

Johnny struggles to get his jacket and shoes on, then they walk out the door.

They walk the block to Melinda’s, then enter.

After walking the store for a bit, Johnny asks Annabelle what she would like for dinner.

She replies home made fried potatoes.

Johnny says, say no more, then selects a large bag of Russet potatoes, a gallon jug of Wesson cooking oil, a cannister to Tony Chaceres Creole Seasoning.

They then ask an associate on skates to show them where the Remoulade sauces is located, which is a clear reference to my “Grocer and Writer” stories.

Finally they select a two liter bottle of R. C. Cola and some Moon Pies for dessert.

Annabelle reminds Johnny that she is going to gain even more weight, to which Johnny say he thinks she is sexy as hell and feels ecstatic holding her at night.

They begin exchaning their public displays of affection, then check out.

Sally comments how they always make such a cute couple.

Johnny thanks her then says how they usually get harrased for showing PDA.

Sally says how the world needs more love and less hate and how anyone who harasses them is either jealous, uptight or both.

Johnny charges the items to his revolving account, then they walk out with the items in his personal folding shopping cart.

They go home and become intimate, until the hunger pangs set in.

Johnny then prepares dinner and they eat.

Afterward, they watch some old DVDs, until Annabelle suggests that they go write.

They create romantic fantasies together until they are too sleepy to keep their eyes open.

They go to bed and hold each other all night slong in a peaceful slumber, thus concluding the Pilot piece.

There is then a three month interlude, which Johnny comes out of his backsliding, pays off his deductible loan and purchases an engagement ring for Annabelle.

He is walking home with the ring it is a late afternoon, in May, the one year anniversary of them being a couple.

Annabelle greets him, then he walks her to the park, saying he has a surprise for her.

She puts her shoes then heads to the park with him.

Johnny tells her that he is blessed to have her in his life and he wants her to know that for sure.

Annabelle says how that’s so sweet.

Johnny then says he wants her by his side for the rest of his life, to which Annabelle agrees.

They enter the park and Johnny says now for your suprise.

He gets on one knee pulls out the ring and proposes to her.

Annabelle covers her mouth and her eyes fill with tears and she happily says yes.

Johnny places the ring on her finger and they share a passionate kiss.

Johnny points out that today makes one year that they are together.

Annabelle states that she hopes for many more.

Everyone in the park cheers and claps, another reference to my “Grocer and Writer” stories.

Johnny then tells Annabelle that he has been a Child of God since the age of seventeen but had backslidden for years but now he is running back to God and knows in order to please Him they must marry.

Annabelle says that she wants to be a Child of God as well and what must she do.

Johnny suggests they go home and he will gladly explain all of it, thus concluding the piece.

Johnny and Annabelle walk home then go sit on the sofa.

Annabelle says how her daddy always claimed he was a child of God and therefore will go to Heaven when he dies and she wants to be a child of God too.

Johnny replies that he will do my best to explain it and he wants her to be a child of God, more than anything else.

Johnny gently states that we are all sinners and deserve to go to a sinner’s hell.

He continues by saying that God does not want that to happen though, because He loves us immensely, but still our sins must be paid for and the payment required is very high. It is so high it requires us to spend eternity in hell paying for it. Someone paid that price for us and in full. God was also satisfied with the payment. That someone is Jesus Christ. He went to the cross and suffered terribly to pay for the sins of mankind because He loves us that much.

Johnny finally tells Annabelle that she must first off acknowledge that she is a sinner deserving of hell. Then she must realize that Jesus Christ loves her and took her punishment, but she has to be willing to invite Him into her life and let Him rule her life and to accept Him as The Lord of her life and the Savior from her sins. And believe that His payment is sufficient.

Annabelle asks how to do that.

Johnny then tells her to talk to Him sincerely, but to please do it as soon as possible because this is the most important thing she will ever do. Just pray to Him, and in that prayer, invite Him as your personal Lord and Savior and ask Him to save your soul and rule your life. If you truly mean it and you truly believe what I am telling you, then you will become a child of God.

Annabelle closed her eyes and bowed her head reverently.

Tears began to flow from her eyes and a smile came to her face.

She then exclaimed, I believe it all! And yes I have asked Jesus Christ to save me and rule my life. I am feeling very guilty about living with you and having coitus with you even though we’re not married, but I have nowhere else to go.

Johnny explained how hat was the Holy Ghost convicting her of sin and how he has felt guilty of it too, just he loves her so much and never wanted to lose her, so that is why he slept with her.

Annabelle admits that If she would have known exactly how wrong having sex with him was, she wouldn’t have done it, but what is done is done and she is glad they’re getting married now because she strongly feels the need to. And that becausehe’s so sweet to her, he would have never lost her.”

Johnny explains how they need to find a church to start going to and they need to marry as soon as possible.

Annabelle asks Johnny if he would be offended if she slept in his extra bedroom until they are married.

Johnny says that if she feels that is what God is telling her, then listen to Him by all means.

Annabelle tells Johnny that she loves him so much and thanks him for being so understanding.

Johnny tells Annabelle that he loves her too and he is immensely joyous that she is saved and that he’s been wanting her to be saved ever since he met her, but he himself had been in a horrendously backslidden state.

Excitedly, Annabelle says that she will her daddy again when she dies and that she was angry at God for years for taking him away from me, but now she knows that God has him safe and sound and she thanks Him for that.

Johnny then prepares them some white beans, thus concluding the series…

I had finished work on the series at some point in 2020.

I know there are some loose ends and I apologize for that, but I did pour my heart into this story series. Furthermore, it spanned a period of a failing marriage, a divorce, a blossoming and promising romance and then sadly a breakup.

I hope this has been an entertaining and informative synopsis and thank you for taking the time to read it.

Back to “Works of Fiction”

A Christian Couple Evacuating from a Hurricane

I had been thinking of writing something like this throughout the summer of 2021. There are factors from my life that inspired part of this, but it is mainly a work of fiction. I used the likeness of what I think a very nice future spouse would be like as inspiration for this story.

Without further ado, here is the story:

…Late Summer…

…Wednesday Morning…:

We are woken up by our weather radio and notified that our whole area is now under a Hurricane Warning.

I’ve been monitoring this situation for days and am not surprised at all.

The weather radio mentions our parish as being under a mandatory evacuation.

At once we kiss, use the bathroom, then get ready.

My wife and I have been married for almost nine months and we make each other incredibly happy.

In fact, we are so happy with each other, that we are not worried about how our trailer may be destroyed in this storm, just as long as we can still be together.

This is the second marriage for both of us and my prayer is that this is also the final marriage for both of us, because she fits my standards perfectly. She tells me how I am the answer to her prayers. Both of our previous marriages were quite faulty, but this is one of the reasons why we fit together so well.

I am thirty-five and she is twenty-nine, but we often pretend that she is nineteen and I am twenty-five!

At once, we pack.

I get my SwissGear EDC backpack and fill it with all that I usually carry plus all the gifts my wife gave me and any extra supplies that I may need.

She gets the SwissGear overnight bag that I gave her as a birthday gift and fills it with her valuables and other gifts I gave her.

We then get our SwissGear rolling suitcase and pack our clothes in it. I place my favorite tee shirts and pants in there, she places her favorite blouses and skirts in there. We both also place our undergarments and toiletries in there. I take several boxes of Little Debbie Doughnut Sticks, two jars of Community Instant Coffee and Chicory, and placed them in our oversized reusable shopping bag. I place our milk into several used water bottles along with my carton of Great Value Half ‘N’ Half and place them in my Igloo Playmate Cooler. I get my G. E. Superadio and she grabs our fireproof box containing all of our important papers and other valuables. We load up her white Dodge Caravan, pray over our property then head out.

She takes the wheel and I navigate.

I hold her hand the entire time.

We pray together and reassure each other how God is in control.

Two-hundred-seventy-five miles later inland, we pull into a truck stop for some fuel. She parks by a pump and I pay with my credit card, then fill up her van.

I then buy us each a bottle of Lipton Brisk Tea and a prepackaged turkey breast sandwich.

We park by an outside table, say grace then eat.

A tall gentleman notices us praying over our food, then asks us if we are evacuees.

We tell him how we indeed are.

He explains how his pastor is volunteering his church as a shelter and we should come there.

We agree then exchange contact information.

Then we eat our meal, and head to the church.

We park, then unload our clothes and food.

Immediately, we are welcome with open arms.

After being assigned our spot, we begin to fellowship with those in the church.

My wife assists the women with keeping watch over the children and I assist the men with cooking.

Despite, us being storm refugees, we are having a wonderful time.

We all eat a wonderful meal of spaghetti and meatballs, then we watch movies.

It’s now nightfall and several other evacuees wish to know what is going on back home, so I turn on my G. E. Superadio and can tune in to the AM stations back home. Several others are amazed by this as we all listen.

There are numerous reports of how conditions are starting to deteriorate and all lifelines are being cut off.

The pastor prays over us and we are comforted.

My wife and I then snuggle together, even though we are sleeping on a floor, we are so grateful to be together. She partially covers my body with hers and says, “You’re mine forever and no one else can have you, Mister!” I look up at her and shower her with kisses as I reply, “You’re the only one I want, so don’t ever worry, baby!” I pause then whisper, “But I think it’s very sexy when you act possessive of me!” She giggles and playfully smothers me with her breasts. I am powerfully turned on to her and she is equally turned on to me, but we realize not to cross the line with our affections since we’re not alone.

So she wraps us up in a blanket, then we fall asleep in each others’ arms, after exchanging many sweet kisses.

Thursday:
The next day, the pastor offers the church WiFi, so we’ll be able to conserve our mobile data.

I assist the elderly evacuees with connecting their iPhones and iPads through the church WiFi.

We learn how the storm is moving quickly through and that damage was minimal but all lifelines are still cut off. The storm’s remnant is forecast to go to the northeast of where are.

My wife continues to assist the ladies in watching the children and I continue to assist the men in cooking for everyone. Today I help them make Red Beans and Rice. I also show them how to make my version of ghetto punch.

We all eat together then watch movies, once again.

At night I tune in to our home stations and the reporters are saying how lifelines are being restored by we dodged a bullet for the most part.

Several people breathe a sigh of relief.

I call my pastor at home and check on him and his family. I then give him the contact information of the church where we are staying, in hopes that we can ally the two churches.

My wife and I then fall asleep together after having a war of kisses. We would be much more affectionate, but we are surrounded by many other people. How I long to fondle her thick love handles and caress her plump caboose, but I know I must be respectful of everyone around me! She giggles as she whispers to me, “Oh baby, how I wish I could pull your pants down!” We wrap our arms around each other and she sleeps partially on top of me as she says, whispering, “I don’t want you anywhere but underneath me and I cannot wait until we get home, Mister!”

Friday:
The next morning comes as we are slowly waking up. We are fed biscuits, fried eggs, and sausage patties that were donated from a local deli.

Gratefully, my wife and I say grace then eat.

I share my milk with the children since it will expire in a few days.

The church supplies me with ice for my Igloo Cooler.

The men at the church recruit me to cook with them once again saying how we need to make a very nice meal since the all-clear is about to be issued and many will go home without a hot meal for a while.

I describe to them my fried chicken recipe then they agree to make it.

Several of the men bring in fresh chicken, herbs and spices, and flour and oil.

I also tell them how some sweet peas and mashed potatoes would be good with that.

I prepare the chicken and the sweet peas, and another gentleman makes the mashed potatoes.

They also have me make my ghetto punch recipe once again.

We prepare a huge meal as my wife assists the ladies in watching the children.

Finally, we, serve the food, say grace then eat.

We then watch a movie until it is dark.

I tune in to our home station and learn how the all-clear will likely be issued sometime tomorrow and that, cell phones, natural gas, and tap water are restored, but cable and electricity will be up to a few days more.

The pastor prays a prayer of thanksgiving over all of us. Relieved, my wife and I exchange our affections until we fall asleep.

Saturday:
When morning comes, we are once again fed biscuits with fried eggs and sausage.

Happily, we eat.

I assist the men in cleaning everything up until the all-clear is issued.

We are instructed to go home and take care of ourselves and that if we are ever up here again, to come and visit them.

I give them my church’s contact information, then we lovingly bid farewell to each other.

The pastor prays over us for safe travels.

My wife and I load up her van, then we head back home.

Halfway through the trip, we fuel up and I buy us some more Lipton Brisk Tea and turkey breast sandwiches.

We arrive home in mid-afternoon, then survey our property.

There is no structural damage to our trailer, praise God!

My wife unloads her van and I clean up our yard.

Then I fix the skirting on our trailer.

I have a powerful craving for a hot cup of coffee and chicory along with some doughnut sticks.

Unbeknownst to me, my wife is preparing that very thing.

She comes outside and hands it to me.

I eat and drink, then ask, “What do I owe you, ma’am?”

“You know what I want, mister!” She replies as she teasingly lifts her skirt at me, revealing her white lace panties.

She then yanks me into our trailer, straight to the bedroom as we peel each others’ clothing off.

We pelt each other with kisses.

I then begin to kiss her neck, then her busty breasts, then her thick stomach then her nether regions between her creamy thighs as I unzip her skirt then remove her panties while she pulls down my pants and boxer briefs.

We make love with intense passion then cuddle in the sheets all night long.

Sunday:
The next morning, to which we are happily greeted with the electricity coming back on.

Fervently we praise God for taking care of us during that stressful time and also praise Him how He turned something meant for evil into something good. Subsequently, we get ready for church…

Yes. I think it is clear that this marriage from which the narrator is describing is a rock solid marriage. It could be close to the pinnacle of human love. However, there exists a tremendously Greater Love and it is available to all who surrender to it. The best part is that this love does not have all the stringent prerequisites of fleshly love.

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A Review of the Texas Instruments TI-1795SV

Just to be clear, I do not own the featured image on this page. I downloaded it from Texas Instruments, converted it from a .png into a .jpg format, and am using it here.  Therefore, I give all credit whereupon credit is due!

It was a summer afternoon in July of 2009.

I was employed at a lumber yard and hardware store in Houma, LA.

I had gotten paid that day, so I drove to the Rite Aid on Saint Charles Street, which was a former drug store chain, to see what I could buy for myself.

Also, I was visiting that store, because my cousin, Douglas Foret, God rest his soul, was employed as a janitor there.

He worked many jobs over the course of his lifetime, and passed away on December 22, 2011, at the age of 80 going on 81.

He worked literally until a day before he died.

I always looked up to him and I enjoyed hearing his stories and making him laugh.

So, I took it very hard at his untimely passing.

And visiting him was my ulterior motive for going to Rite Aid.

He wasn’t there that day, but Rite Aid sold so much more than just prescription and over-the-counter drugs, so I browsed around.

Also, my then-fiancee`-now-ex-wife was recovering from a major shunt revision and I was worried about her. Yes during this point in my life, I did love her, I mean I wound up marrying her. So, I guess I needed some distraction in my life. Might I also add that she wasn’t as mean as she would become, although I was in for a rude awakening. It was that constant mistreatment that killed my love for her. I do admit that the bulk of her meanness is not her fault as she had another shunt malfunction shortly after we tied the knot. This caused brain damage and altered her personality for the worst. Also, believe it or not, couples becoming mean to each other after marriage is one of the curses that God placed on Adam and Eve, the husband becomes inconsiderate to the wife and the wife wants to control the husband. The Apostle Paul, while under the inspiration of The Holy Ghost instructed couples with the following and I will say it even though it is quite unpopular by modern standards. He commanded husbands to love their wives as Christ loves the Church and for wives to submit to their husbands, and that is the mitigation to that curse upon married couples! God has shown me what my future and true spouse will be like and I refuse to settle for anyone else.

There I saw some Hostess Twinkies, a pint bottle of Borden Milk, and a Texas Instruments TI-1795SV Calculator.  The third item is what this piece will be a review thereof.

As mentioned before, for almost as long as I had been fascinated by flashlights, I have also been interested in calculators. I’m pretty sure the interest stems from my mom teaching high school math and therefore needing a calculator to accurately grade her tests and I was usually nearby watching. There was another calculator of which I carried early on at that job, and I also purchased at Rite Aid, a Texas Instruments TI-503SV. It stood the requirements for a lumber yard hand’s job and I was thoroughly impressed by its ruggedness.

The only other time I had seen a TI-1795SV, was in the aftermath of hurricanes because the cash registers in stores were down because of no power, so the cashiers would use this calculator to accurately determine the sales tax of all purchases.

So, I wanted to try it out and therefore purchased it along with the milk and Twinkies.

I promptly ate the Twinkies and drank the milk.

Then I went home and tried out the calculator.

I was pretty impressed by the rugged construction, large keys, and angled clear display.

I even carried it a few times, usually, in whatever EDC backpack I was using.

Over twelve years later, I still have it, though it needs a new battery. However, it still works if there is an adequate source of ambient light available. I keep it in a box of calculators which I have collected over the years.

Below are some of the Key features (with my commentary in parentheses)
Well-spaced keyboard with large, contoured keys for easy operation (well thought of, especially for those of us with bigger fingers.)
Change sign (+/-) key simplifies entry of negative numbers (I don’t see why a cashier would need this function.)
Square root key is useful for schoolwork (I don’t see why a cashier would need this function either.)
Solar and battery powered to work anywhere (This is a great idea, although replacement batteries are hard to find.)
Angled display for easy viewing (This is perfect for a cashier/business setting.)

Might I add there are functions on this model to store the tax rate and easily apply it to the total, which is probably the main selling point. I’m not sure why Texas Instruments did not mention that on their website.

There are also memory and percentage functions available on this model.

Finally, there is also a dedicated battery door to change the battery without having to take the calculator apart-I think this should be an industry requirement for all calculators, actually. My unit requires a single 1.5 Volt LR54 button cell battery. I wish that type of battery was more widely available. However, I pulled it out of my box and put it near the window and it powered on perfectly.

As I mentioned before, I think those who get the most use out of this particular model of Texas Instruments calculator are cashiers when the power to their stores is out for an extended period. These were extensively in use after Hurricane Katrina and subsequent hurricanes, especially at gas stations and convenience stores.

That means that Texas Instruments Calculators do have practical use outside the classroom, as I have pointed out a time or two before!

I give this product a 5 out of 5 stars but I do wish the colors were slightly different.

The part that is Silver should either be black or grey, but that is just my opinion.

All in all, this, therefore, concludes my review of the Texas Instruments TI-1975SV.

I hope that you, the reader, have been informed, enlightened, and maybe even entertained.

May God richly bless you!

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Christmas in July-July 25, 2020

Look, just to be clear, I am not the owner of this image. However, it does provoke a considerable deal of emotion and inspiration from my heart! I promise you this Christmas in July piece will be more pleasant than the previous. All in all, I would imagine a young couple on Christmas Eve spending the entire night cuddling in that window seat. The young lady is cradling the young gentleman in her lap and he is looking up at her with powerful admiration. As they are holding each other and looking at the night sky, they are reading the love stories from the personal blog of yours, truly, to each other. Each story they read causes them to exchange more caresses and kisses. Finally, they fall asleep in each other’s arms under the tranquil ambiance of moonlight and stars. They wake the next day, still holding on then eventually prepare to meet each others’ families and exchange gifts with them…As I conclude this edition of Christmas in July, I realize Christmas is exactly five months away and despite 2020 being a tremendously rotten year on every level, I hope and pray there will be at least some joy during this upcoming Christmas, especially since last Christmas was so awful for me…On a slightly related note, I always wanted a window seat growing up but never had one. Some day, I might write a blog piece about that.

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Christmas in July-July 18, 2020

Just for the record, I do not own this image and I give all credit to whomever credit is due…When I see this, I imagine a wedding taking place, either just a few days before Christmas or on New Years Eve. The bride and groom are so much in love, but the groom has somewhat of a past. At first, the bride’s family was quite leery of him, but they ultimately accepted him when they witnessed how much he truly loves her and how he is willing to help them any and all ways that he is able. Everyone is smiling on them. Now they are exchanging rings and vows, then share a passionate kiss in front of friends, family, neighbors and loved ones. The Pastor pronounces them husband and wife and everyone goes celebrate! After the celebration a private plane is waiting to take them to an exquisite honeymoon vacation in Switzerland!

Christmas in July-July 7, 2020

Just for the record, I am not the owner of this image. However, I imagine a couple on Christmas vacation hiking in the mountains. After they reach a considerable height, they look down at the village below, both noticing the glowing windows. The young lady comments how beautiful the view is. The young man then replies how it is no where near as beautiful as her, nothing or no one is! She then passionately embraces him and begins to plant several kisses on his face. They then both fall into the snow giggling, where they hold each other for just a few moments, then decide to head back down because it’s getting dark. Both are carrying flashlights, which light the way as they walk back to the village…